And then she felt the smooth, swollen head part her wet inner lips and break through into her body, penetrating forcefully into her deep, well-lubrica...ed vagina. It felt huge, stretching her deliciously as its ridges and indentations rasped over her sensitive entrance.“Ohhhh!” she sighed in pleasure.Again, the faint voice of admonition tried to intervene; to tell her that this should not be happening; that a married woman should not let an unknown penis enter her vagina but by now, her body was. Her ass moved in little circles as…oh good god my little slut sister was fucking my hand! The thought turned me on, and I started fingerfucking her harder. Finally a scream escaped her as she writhed and came. I pulled my fingers out of her and shoved them into her mouth, so she could taste her pussy juices. “There, you little slut. How’d that feel?” She glared up at me, her eyes triumphant. “I knew you got off playing Daddy with me,” she said, her voice dripping with attitude. I didn’t know. When we would go out Lisa often liked to bring something to eat and a bottle of wine. I knew the wine made her relax and just enjoy the outing knowing at times not only would I notice her chest but if she felt good about it so would other men who might be close to her.On this day we went to a town almost an hour from home. A place that has all kinds of people walking around looking at all kinds of shops. She knew we always had a nice time there and it was an easy place for her to be noticed. It. That was a first for me from a man. I also knew he was not gay from the story grandma had told us. Jack looked to me and I looked away as if I was working on the other taillight. Jack came to the back of the car and he said, I am sorry for my outburst Ann. It is forbidden to kill, therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets. Jack hung his head then added, In Vietnam I heard no trumpets neither, as he walked away. I was looking into his.